10 Bricks

Yo, yo, Iron

Chef (gracias)

I need some of that, (slide through the back)

I need ya'll to come back to the, (I heard juice)

Back of the store over here (just be easy and tell ya man to be cool)

We got some culinary cats right here, we need you (we'll kill him if hefault)[Raekwon]

Ayo, rappers stepping to me, they want a brick, son

But I'm the

Chef, my price is 26, son

Move up, about 32 of those and open locker dough

Soldier got locked up, blow killed the doctor

Flamboyant police is

X fives, watching my lofts

So many leeches

I just left it and walked

My flow wicked,

Miami money, moving and ridicly

Geico on the arm froze, rose gold with me

Take baths with white women, lingerie see-through

Taking trips to

Iran, my Spanish nigga people

Selling drugs to

Flatbush, call my nigga

CecilSnub with the black gloves, on half-moon

Greek doKilled him in the

Bahamas, his wife ran, white van pulled up

They caught him out in

Brooklyn with a white man

Slutted out, rosed out, sister was gone, she geeking

She threw the rifle in her mouth and said 'good evening'

Yup, Paul

Wall grill line, be getting money, crime thief

I know her from

Africa, pretty smile, nine teeth

Gold joints, frames only,

Louis Vuitton,

PonyLeather with the matching sweater on, you owe me[Chorus: Raekwon]

Knock the ash off the blunt, confront niggas who cunt

Swing an ax, tax niggas rhyme different from cats

Specialize in mic rippers, splashes

We the last skippers, big rocks and the block will stick[Cappadonna]

Beefsteak

Charlie niggas eat and they get fat

Chase heads up and down the block and kill rats

Skilled with the gats, even feds don't know where the shells at

The shell trapped up in nice crib with four packs

Four macs, caught a nice cell for four stacks

Yeah, me and my nigga

ArafatGotta escape but we'll be right back, real soon

Chef cook it up, we got a date with real goons

Telling you

Ghost, my connect crazy with the wreck

Pythons used to talk to her sister named

YvetteI speed it up, me and the

Linx, was getting weeded up

I beat it up, yeah

I hit that, but

I ain't seed it up

Meanwhile, back on the block, we seen two trucks

Then the windows rolled down, we see these two fucks

Soon as they jumped out, see these tools bust[Chorus][Ghostface Killah]

Yo, I lit a booger up, rocks is gone, so we bagging up all shape

Binoculars, scanners, we all listen to jake

Ran out of baggies, my mouth is dry

Got them dirty joints all scattered, don't act surprised

Nah, nigga the currency rushes like popping a wheelie

Holding a pipe with one hand, the other down in the

BentleysYou know how it be with the peppermint

ClarksThrowing darts at a hoodrat

Getting slow necked all up in

The BronxThat's all me, thirty four shines, forty four lines

I just chill like

Aaron Hall, writing raw rhymes

Like, threw

Kool-Aid rubies in a lemonade bezel

When I was 12 in the church,

I started packing that metal

A deuce deuce, my supplier was

Loose Bruce

Ever since

I had the drop, my instinct was to shoot-shoot

This ain't

For the Love of

Ray J, it's for the love of the

AKCuz you can get scratched like

AJCuban Link

Dynasty has emerged, this rap shit stop

I have a team of niggas moving my furs[Chorus]